The local airport

Rebecca lost the track of time again, but she didn’t care. She flew above the city, ignoring the ongoing spread of the infection down on the streets. The only time she did take a break was when a helicopter crossed her way and nearly cut her from the sky. She waited a few seconds in a church tower, before she took off again, every second of her flight spent considering how she could proceed.

She could just go full rampage on everyone at the airport, same as how she did at the train station, but the chance of having a huge number of people get away was too high. She needed a plan for how to slowly infect some of the employees until there were enough of them to convert the whole airport. But she had already corrupted a whole central station with the help of only a few infected relative to the number of uninfected and she was sure she could do it again. The only thing she needed were a few infected, loyal servants.

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The airport was a little bit out of the city and Mark always had to drive half an hour until he was at his job. He was one of the many employees responsible for the luggage, driving it to and from the planes or the airport itself.

It was a quiet morning as he moved his cart with the luggage trailer from plane to plane and took a break at noon. After a small lunch, he decided to smoke a cigarette and he retreated towards a corner where his colleagues usually hung about.

“Hey guys,” he greeted, searching in his jacket for his pack of cigarettes. “How are you toda…”

Mark was interrupted as he got attacked by a woman he hadn't seen coming. He stumbled to the ground as the woman kissed him wildly on the mouth. She was a young blonde girl, horns growing out of her head, entirely naked and with a tail as well as a pair of red wings. For a moment, Mark was just shocked, then the woman stopped kissing him and freed his cock with one of her hands.

It was already half-erect, and as the woman started giving him a blowjob, Mark groaning in pleasure. He'd never felt so good at the lips of a woman and with every second he could feel his shock changing into lust. He absently noticed that six of his colleagues were in the heat of an orgy before him, their bodies changed into sexy versions of their former selves. Three men were roughly fucking a woman at the table with a cock in each of her holes. The other three were a man and two women, who sucked the dick of the man with luscious moans. Mark felt his jacket rip apart as his new body formed and the new muscles left no room inside the tight fabric. The blonde demoness at his cock throated him to his balls and Mark grabbed her head to push her again and again into his lap. He groaned as his orgasm spurted his load in her throat and she swallowed every drop of it.

The blonde looked up as he was finished and Mark gasped exhausted at the ground.

“Who are you?” the girl asked casually. “Got a name?”

“Mark,” he responded. “You were so…incredible.”

“Thanks,” the blonde said and smiled invitingly. “I’m Rebecca. Well, Mark, I’m kind of on a mission here and I need someone with brain for a task. Unfortunately, I fucked these guys into brainless sluts and hunks. Sometimes that happens.”

She pointed at the orgy behind her, where the former luggage-crew was fucking themselves into the next orgasm.

“So if you want,” Rebecca proceeded. “You can be more. More than this. My herald, if you want to.”